A night with Him... - Sex Stories

A night with Him...

It is a crisp spring evening, the moon is full, giving the earth a brighter than usual glow. I am wearing my favorite short black evening dress. Under I have on my hot pink bra that pushes my breasts up nicely to attract interest yet, not so much as to not leave some to the imagination. I have on thigh high fishnet stockings, black lace panties with innocent pink bows on the sides and lastly, black high heels. My red hair is styled in sexy loose ringlet curls, and my eyes are darkened with a deep blue shadow to bring out the green in them. I smell of Sweet Seduction by Victoria Secrets, for it is the perfect blend of floral and sweet. When I arrive at the lounge I seat myself in a back corner booth. I order myself a drink and sip on it as I see Him walk through the door. Tall, handsome man. When our eyes me I shyly look away. He sits Himself at the bar and orders a drink. I sit quietly, legs crossed, gazing at Him make ideal chat with the others at the bar. He is wearing a button up dress shirt in green with a green/blue and silver tie, black slacks, and dress shoes. He is so well put together and handsome it makes me blush slightly. From His seat He could easily glance back at me and catch just a glimpse of my fishnets and heels. When I notice Him looking I slowly uncross my legs and tuck them under one another, taking my hand and ever so slightly pulling back my dress before taking another sip of my drink. I give him a soft smile and wink. He turns away from me and ...

... politely excuses Himself from His stool. My heart starts to pound as He turns to walk over to me, I stare into His eyes and nibble my lower lip with anticipation. He comes over, reaches out and takes my left hand and places a sweet soft kiss on it. He asks me, “How are you doing this evening, My dear?” To which I respond, “ I am wonderful tonight, Sir.” He leans in, still holding my hand and whispers into my ear, “Shall we be off then?” No response is needed on my part. I stand to my feet and follow His lead to the door. Once outside He takes my arm and leads me into the small park adjacent the lounge. He makes ideal chat with me about how lovely I look this evening and gives His approval of my attire. We are walking casually toward a large sculpture in the middle of the park. Through the trees the full moon is shining down on us. Just as we arrive at the sculpture He takes my hand and spins me once, just enough to ever so slightly throw me off balance and pushes me up against the cool concrete of the statue. Goosebumps raise on my skin from the cold. He has both hands over my head, pinning them as He leans in for a passionate and aggressive kiss. The feel of His warm body against mine makes my heart race with excitement. He continues to kiss me passionately as He takes His hand and runs it down my body. Caressing me all the way down my lower thigh as He reaches and pulls my leg around Him. Feeling up my dress He runs his hands over my stockings finding where they end and where my ...